Retirement

This will be my one last fight

And then I’m gonna be history

I’ll try to reach all those heights

And then there is no victory

I will testify my greatness and might

And free from expectations I will be

Into the pie of victory I will bite

And then from a distance I’ll see

The torch of my rule I will light

And then in another hand it will be

All darkness I will turn bright

And then to pay I have no fee

I will chase away all my frights

And then scared no longer I will be

All loosen bonds I will now tight

And then away I will be

Just let me win my one last fight

And then from this life I will flee.

Eyes of Doom

 What is this infinite depth

You conceal beneath these eyes

Of what mystery they lead the way

That someone would like to hide

Your lashes like pointing spears

Threatening if for long I stare

But still your eyes so tempting

The risk has its worth to take

Of what do they seem like a gateway

An entrance only few can make

The treasure that behind them lays

Must be worth any life one can take

Your vision ever changing

Glancing all around for your prey

Inviting with your deep dark eyes

Calling with that endless stare

One says he saw in them heaven

Another claims they reach to the moon

Different people claim different sights

None of them to the truth near

For in your eyes, you’re not hiding

It’s something that you’ve locked

Your eyes of doom

Your eyes are doom.

Cure

Slowly now I see; 
All the hate you bear; 
Shadowed behind these burning flames; 
Of fear and revenge and tears; 
Those eyes of yours don’t lie; 
Not any more, my dear; 
Having seen the worst of all; 
Ain’t anything for you to fear? 
 Your hidden side now visible; 
I sense death in it; of a rotting soul I hear; 
Not believing next to me it sits; 
White as death your skin now seems; 
Like by Satan himself you’re bit; 
Possessed by demons so many; 
All this you yourself admit. 
 But now I must free thee; 
Cure you of this curse; 
For my love is not about protecting; 
It’s about saving you from worse